No such thing as bad weather

‘There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothes’. A local saying and so true. Just back from a lovely walk across fields along a flat ridge. No view as such but the sun not far from view despite the rain intensifying by the minute. Shrouded whiteLike ships in full sailGalleons adriftTrees movingContinue reading “No such thing as bad weather”

The Keepers

Think of these as keepers,Closed ranksOn hidden secretsForm connotations of mystic meaningThreaded through time. The world withoutDark mystery withinWaiting;Questions surround;Clear purpose inside.What covert unionMaintains the recumbent secretUnscripted in ancient rocksFrom Welsh Pressili hills?Behemothic bluestoneHewn a hundred miles awayWith Neolithic tools-Rome wasn’t built in a day Or Pyramids by the Nile;Which age considered primitive?The stones won’tContinue reading “The Keepers”